Ami tokhon amar 9 incher bara ta or gudersamne ane aktu ghoschilam o sihorone abege gudta narrate thaklo.ami aste kore gude dhokabar chesta korte dakh...am j sudhu mundi ta dhukche. O nijei pichon thak thela dilo.ami bollam darao sona wait koro aktu. Tarpor aste kore or guder samne bara ta dhore jore ekta jhotka marlam.o ahhhhhh kore uthte ami or mukhe amar much chepe dhore chuste thaklam r tarpor bara ta nara te thaklam.kichukhon por niche takia dekhi j rokto porche.ok bujhte na dia ro jore. I had first noticed take something was going on between her and this other guy in the squad. He was a black guy who was 6'2 and had a chisled body and what looked like a club inside his cheer shorts. I noticed that Dani was touchy feely with him and once I caught her tight hand and finger tracing the waydown his side thigh and she turned to walk away her fingers gently grazed across his crotch. She smiled and he kinda winked at her and then she started another cheer. This cheer was when Dani. Had that really been my Jason? And if it had been, did he really say that he thought I was cute?A dozen yoga breathing exercises later, my heart rate was back down to three figures and one or two vaguely sensible – or at least vaguely logical – thoughts were trundling through my head like a car running on three flats and a prayer. I was being dumb if I didn't acknowledge that it really had been Jason I had been approached by, but he could have meant by 'cute' that I was just decent-looking. If. I repeated the same care and affection to her opposing leg as I did the first, careful to wash/ caress her thigh only so far, to let my fingers graze her skin only so high, before pulling back. When I stopped this time she started murmuring insults to my ancestral tree. I just laughed, then stood and slid into the bathtub behind her. Pulling her against my chest, I rinsed the springy thingy in the bathwater and gently, achingly slowly, scrubbed her stomach, her hips, up to her breasts and neck,.